Second Chance

The Rescue Mission

Keefe took a look around the History room. It was filled with pictures of ancient people.

Creepy.

"You ok?" Honoria asked, worriedly.

"Yeah, I'm fine," Keefe replied, snapping out of his daze.

"So! We are going to study the creation of the universe," Mr. Sweeney droned.

Keefe snickered.

"Is something wrong, Mr...?" he snapped.

"McAllister, sir," Keefe said with a smirk.

"I wouldn't be surprised if you're Miss McAllister's brother. Same irritating attitude," he mumbled, rolling his eyes.

Honoria reached over for a high-five, which he gladly delivered.

Mr. Sweeney sighed as he asked, "Does anyone know the Big Bang theory?"

"It's the weird theory that hot particles joined together and expanded, then cooled down, right?" Keefe asked, leaning his chair back on two legs.

"First of all, you interrupted. Secondly, they formed into atoms then stars, THEN they joined together. And third, you remind me of a know-it-all girl named Sophie Foster."

"Foster is NOT a know-it-all, you're just dumb."

"Oooohhhh!" the class murmured.

Then he realized his slip.

Only he would call Sophie, Foster. He started to panic. What if there were Neverseen members in here? He looked around but there were way too many people watching him, to figure it out.

"DETENTION, MR. MCALLISTER," Mr. Sweeney said, his face, purple.

"Not my first time."

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"Soooo, I guess we split here?" Honoria asked, sadly.

"Yeahhh, sorry about that," Keefe said, sheepishly.

They walked off their separate ways, Honoria heading to her dorm and Keefe heading to detention.

After an hour, Honoria got a knock at her door.

It was Keefe.

"Finally, you're back! I've been really lonely," she squealed.

"I'm gonna go take a nap," he said, yawning.

"Seriously? Don't you have homework to do?"

She was yawning, books surrounding her.

"Nah, I have a photographic memory, I'm good," Keefe bragged, flopping on the couch and closing his eyes.

A few minutes later there was a knock on the door. Who could it be?

Honoria opened the door a crack and saw a bunch of people standing there.

"Uh, hi? Can I help you?"

"Yeah! We're looking for Ke-- Harry," Biana said.

Then she noticed a girl with blonde hair and brown eyes.

She froze.

Wasn't that Sophie Foster? Should I--?

"Um. Hello?"

She snapped back to reality.

"Sorry. Yeah. He's here on the couch. Sleeping."

Honoria watched as they went over to Keefe and woke him up.